Well, my brother is now officially a married man. The wedding was marvellous, individual and very romantic. I don’t think there was a dry eye in the place. This was easily the happiest wedding I have ever attended,where there was a large group of people, both family and friends, who all got along, without one harsh word, even when the drinks started flowing. My brothers outfit (The wedding was held at the hotel) was a cream suit with a poker royal flush embroidered on the back, snakeskin boots and black Stetson. The bride wore a red fifties silk dress with cinched waist and full skirt. She is only five feet tall and my brother is a foot taller. They looked wonderful together. Photos to follow. We were greeted with pimms and after the ceremony we all sat down to a wedding feast. When the food was finished we all left the hotel and crossed the road to the grass in front of the beach for an endless photo session. The last time I was hugged so much, I must have been five.
I saw people I have not seen in twenty seven years and family from all round the country. It really was a most splendid and heart-warming day. Terry and I left before the dancing and buffet because we did not want to leave Wendell alone any longer but my sister told me that the evening went as well as the rest of the day, when she and her husband came round for dinner, yesterday. Today is reserved for rest and recuperation. I shall post photos later on as I did not take any but left it to the professional. See ya! Pen.